Going to see the man

Going down to the country
To the house of history.
There's a man who's going to be there
To explain the mystery.
Maybe it will help me
To find out who I am,
So I'm going down to the country,
Going to see the man.

The man is going to tell it all,
And everybody's heard.
People are coming from miles around
To listen to the word.
'Cos the man knows all the answers
I'll learn them if I can,
And I'm going down to the country,
Going to see the man.

But I don't know if I can do it,
Maybe I'll fall apart.
Everyone else will know what to do,
And I won't know where to start.

I really want to make it,
I want to hear applause,
So I'm gonna give it my best shot.
I may be clutching at straws.
Maybe I've got no talent,
And I'm just a starry-eyed fan,
But I'm going down to the country,
Going to see the man.



Words and music by Geoff Lewis
© 1988

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The last verse of this song is dedicated to Eamon (druides@aol.com) who wrote the following on the alt.fan.kinks newsgroup :

"Now put yourself in Mr Ray Davies shoes, and in comes some of these
characters from the KPS . What are the odds that he walks out and cancels
the course? If there are any more than 5 who just come to oggle at him and have
the songwriting ability of starry eyed fans this will be the last assembly."

Thanks a bunch, Eamon.